[Xcon] Ok I'm telling you these guys are wack... These guys are fucked Beyond fucked Ok, lets just say this guy's dead already! Look at him sing Look at him sing... *Singing Sample* [Woman] You can just shut the fuck up for a minute.. [Bishal] Stop making fun of me! [Talk] These faggats really wanted to do this shit huh! Diss us 3 timez? 3 times? Me and Xcon are gonna rip your asses It's on! This war is on! Uh [Verse 1: Spawn] you made me release this mothefuckin demon inside me I cant try to hide it anymore cause emotions ride me y'all made my blood boil, fuck being loyal your plans shall be foiled, your lyrics are something to toy with your quality is less then shit, you cant attack for shit not one hit did you inflict, conflict doesnt exist between us, we're just trying to kill you fags better surrender now, drop ya flags you wack, tryin to act black sayin we wanna be gangstas? I dont talk like I'm a wiger, you put the "W" in wanksta we were cool with you but now you crossed that line you two fags come in our territory, dissin us time to time fuck the line, lyrically your a misfit break your spines and interwine rhymes shortly like swines fuck your shine, all you bitches do is whine when Xcon's done with your asses, you'll be more then cryin' [Talk] Yea Show em how it's done X rip these dudes...wanna be gangstas [Xcon] You fags are fuckin with the wrong people [Verse 2: Xcon] This bitches don't understand what we say'in You should be pray'in, Cause we here slayin, playin our tracks You soon to be portraying a dead man We ain't displaying generosity, we pumpp'in up the velocity We the key in this nepali rap society Fuck Spiritual, fuck 20 Al bone Trust me you'll hear Spiritual moan and groan When I fuck her clit, when I suck her tits And listen to her scream when I slit her writs 20 Al bone ain't got nothing to spit for, Your dry as fuck, We split'in this fag up, from his vertebra to his gut We don't get down with homies who like it up the butt So shut the fuck up! Your skills are below minimal, Our rhymes are bustin this faggots skull, Your audio quality is shit, Xcon and Spawn, convicting on this so- called convicts, We come from a complex context, Down in the projects with our aspects of insanity Takin Bishals and Spiritual sanity [Talk] Yea.. Time to do one more verse for these pricks... You wanna mess with us? Mess with this.... [Verse 3: Spawn] you both make the wackest, wannabe blackest duo ever to sum it up, the chances of you beatin us are never cause me and X are too clever, never sweat, you aint endeavour lyricists however, your lyrics doesnt make any sense whatever, you say, what's "shut up" gonna do Spiritual, think of what you're saying before you pursue every line you threw was untrue, you guys are just debut clowns that bounce around from this crew to that crew we dont give a shit if you frown, if that gives you a clue now shut the fuck up till you accrue that rap crown, you two pricks tryin to get us pissed, your lyrics whizzed pass us like piss and every shot we take, we dont miss while you tripped on every trip to the basket say "Hi" to your casket cause you just got your ass kicked with no questions asked if and or buts, lift hands from dust, your pants to guts you suck, and now get buried like neanderthals no balls do you got, Spiritual's probably got a cock you two got the worst rappers name on lock enough of these scary thoughts... 20 and spiritual should be married, by talk wackest rapping couple in the whole century [Spawn] One more time Xcon, show em how its done.... [Xcon] Yo, lets bust these faggats up.. [Verse 4: Xcon] You can't talk your way out of this one, son Cause this war has already begun You shouldn't ever fuck with a sin We thrown pain like a pin in your eye We defy gravity, deny sanity, and we apply vanity Our "fire" "works" like the 4th of July It was all-cool, but you fools hand to take it to the next level Unleashing the devil inside of us, trying to rebel ? Naw, Naw, better put a halt to this shit, Cause our lines come from the pits of hell We bustin you up from every blood cell, This is a farewell to you fags who talk trash more then "Oscar" You adore us, that why you pour out your feelings But you guys don't know what's in store Before you start opening that door to explore Put your mind together, and think twice? Cause now if you want your soul back it comes at a price Take my advice and lay back, cause this track has takin your vocals Takin your creativity and pissed on it, Cause we packin the smacks on these two fags Now get on the floor, on all four And wag that little tail of yours *Bark*